[It's difficult to be bland and concise where his mother is concerned. Even so, Rufus doesn't care to hear Fiora's condolences. A bitter part of him thinks that it didn't matter enough, but that's not what draws out the ensuing silence as he closes his eyes.
He's already said too much. He shouldn't volunteer more than this.]
There's no need for your consolation. I shared this memory to honor our agreement.
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He's already said too much. He shouldn't volunteer more than this.]
There's no need for your consolation. I shared this memory to honor our agreement.